To be honest, I’m a little bad about this. I think it’s just growing up being told not to write in my textbooks and whatnot, because even being in college I can’t bring myself to write in my textbooks. I mark certain verses or words in my Bible, but I don’t write or take notes in it. I keep Moleskin journals with me when I study for actually taking notes, writing what I learn, defining Hebrew/Greek language, or what stands out to me, and that’s practically filled with everything. I have filled quite a few of those. I know there’s nothing wrong with it, but I’m just so OCD about it for whatever reason haha. Sometimes I don’t want just anyone seeing it when I whip out my Bible at church or at a study or something, because it can be personal at times. Plus, the journal method has always worked out well for me.
Introverts, man. We’re weird sometimes. Like, “I love you, but I need to go over here by myself right now.”
Not only that, but we rejoice in our sufferings, knowing that suffering produces endurance, and endurance produces character, and character produces hope,
I believe a strong woman may be stronger than a man, particularly if she happens to have love in her heart. I guess a loving woman is indestructible.
I’m beginning to miss you horribly. It’s not yet sorrow or anything tragic, it’s more like some food I’m lacking: I’ve enough just to vegetate, but always with an empty feeling in my stomach and a certain languor — whereas with you I used to be vigorous.
You may talk. And I may listen. And miracles might happen.